Chapter 588: Jade Tower and Green Lotus Blossom, Buddhism and Taoism Confrontation
Beside the crack, Gu Yusheng stood holding a sword, his hair flowing and his expression calm.
"Is it weird?"
"You asked for it."
As he spoke, Gu Yusheng took a step forward. In an instant, the light of the Jade Hall appeared above the entire Taoist temple. The soft Taoist Qi turned into a huge formation. When the formation gathered together, a powerful Qi blessed Gu.
The rest of my life.
It's more than that.
The originally dilapidated Taoist temple, with the blessing of Gu Yusheng's spiritual power, seems to have returned to its former appearance, with bluestone stairs, black tiles and shallow walls, thunder-collecting golden roof, Bagua Kun mirror, alternation of sun and moon, changes of yin and yang, Qimen Dunjia,
The beauty of the five elements is all integrated into it.
Rather than saying that the entire Taoist temple appeared, it would be better to say that Gu Yusheng is the Taoist heavenly master who is like a god.
No dust whisk, stars, frost on temples, white hair.
Under the stars, I saw a young Taoist priest carrying his sword and coming out of the mountain.
It was the Taoist sword wielded by young Gu Yusheng that dispersed the soul power of his imperial demon soul, and his life was passing rapidly...
"Are you the inheritor of the Dao Sect?"
Yue Yao vomited blood, and his newly condensed body collapsed again. Compared with You Ye, his physical body was too weak. He could maintain the Nine Realms entirely because of his soul power, and it was precisely in this realm that he could
Absolute superiority made him have thoughts about Gu Yu that he shouldn't have.
Want to hunt for the rest of my life.
Against being hunted.
Yueyao covered her heart with her hands, a trace of regret flashing through her mind.
I wish I had known and left earlier.
Gu Yusheng took another step forward, and the entire Taoist formation, including the power of the god Zhuan, was blessing the sword in Gu Yusheng's hand. He whispered: "How can I be without any defense in the wilderness?
The kindness I insist on is just the beauty I expect in my heart. Unfortunately, you don't understand it and will pay the price for it."
"Hahaha!"
Yueyao transformed into the body of a demon soul again, and his aura weakened again, but his eyes were still full of endless pride.
"What do you think the Demon Saint is? I have spent hundreds of years just for this title. I am not afraid of you using the power of Dao Sect to suppress me!"
Yue Yao suddenly performed a strange trick and held up his hands to the sky. A mysterious force broke through the night clouds. The moon in the sky shed a ray of bright light. His demon soul was bathed in the moonlight. Not only did his power quickly recover,
, on the original demon soul's face, silver streaks appeared one after another, spreading along the eyebrows and the root of the nose to the cheeks and under the jaw.
call!
A ball of ghostly fire enveloped his demon soul.
Obscure demonic energy surged from the depths of his soul, and his soul power was like a shadow. If you look carefully, it seems that another divine soul has appeared.
"Moon Demon!"
Gu Yusheng's eyelids twitched.
Another sword also came out of the box.
The two swords are yin and yang.
Flying towards the moonlight at an extremely fast speed.
Yueyao roared, his voice mixed with the aura of the remnant soul of the Moon Demon.
The fusion of the Demon Sword and the Demon Sword.
The human sword and the earth soul sword, one can kill souls and the other can slay demons.
The sword clanked.
When the swords and swords intertwined, the terrifying power of both sides dissipated like the sudden stop of the wind.
After counting the interest.
The two swords dropped to the ground, each shining with a different sword light.
despair.
despair.
Drops of black blood fell on the bluestone.
In front of Gu Yusheng, there were two figures.
One is Yueyao.
One is the remnant soul of the Moon Demon.
The moon demon screamed unwillingly and turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.
In the moonlight, the demon soul dimmed, and gradually became transparent with the mysterious power gathered by Qingliang Guan on Gu Yusheng.
"you……"
Yue Yao's face was full of unwillingness.
When his soul power dissipated, it was absorbed by the stone statue in the Taoist temple. His soul was sealed bit by bit. No matter what he did, it would be of no avail.
When he passed by Gu Yusheng, he no longer had the face to say begging for mercy.
"In his year, if I still have a chance..."
boom!
Gu Yusheng shot out with a palm in the air, and in front of the stone statue, a dark door opened, sucking Yue Yao's soul into it completely.
"No chance."
Gu Yusheng looked indifferent and glanced at the treasure bottle. The treasure bottle immediately understood and ran away into the distance.
Bah!
Gu Yusheng's body suddenly erupted with powerful spiritual power, turning into rolling thunder. In an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and countless beams of lightning electrified the surrounding area to a blackened state.
Even if Yueyao really had the means to separate his soul, he would never be able to escape.
The thunderfall lasted for a long time before it subsided.
When everything fell into silence, the front yard of Qingliang Temple on the mountain looked even more dilapidated, especially the crack that almost divided Qingliang Temple into two along the mountain gate.
"Son."
Baoping looked at the messy Taoist temple and felt quite sad in his heart. The young master finally found a place to stay, but he still couldn't escape the ending of being destroyed.
Is there really God's will in the dark?
"Pack up and let's go."
The young man stood in front of the Taoist temple and couldn't help but look back.
The mottled Guanmen courtyard wall is dilapidated, the green pines are straight, and pine needles are scattered all over the ground. They are withered and yellow, which only adds a bit of desolation.
The years are like the eternal river of time, and the moon reflecting the ancients shines through the young man's back, climbing on the bluestone steps, one step at a time.
The wicks of the remaining candles on the wall of the Incense Hall of the Taoist Temple swayed dimly, and the silhouettes of the dancing trees waved goodbye to the melancholy young man in white.
A wandering soul in a foreign land.
I gained a brief moment of tranquility in a place of observation.
Wait until daybreak.
It was just a dream.
My hometown is far away.
Great wilderness trip.
The road was long, so we rode through the winter snow, led by the red fox girl, and passed through mountains one after another.
Next year's spring.
It has been blown to Shiwan Qingyuan Mountain by the wind.
…
In the small courtyard.
The snowflakes on the tree were gone, and a peach bud sprouted its tip, pink inside and red inside.
Light shines through the windows.
Early spring infiltrates all things, and naturally wakes up the girl in neon white clothes. Her slender eyelashes tremble slightly, the red lips under her nose are slightly pursed, and her jade-like fingers are gently raised, and the fingertips have touched that spot.
Flower buds.
Another year comes with spring.
Time flies.
The smoke is hazy, the drizzle is like silk, the willow trees in the fields outside the courtyard are pulling out their twigs, the fields are criss-crossed, and ordinary people of the Fox tribe are farming.
well.
A low sigh.
It seems like thousands of words are spoken, only the loneliness and mist listen.
I feel choked up when I want to complain, and the gentle and deep emotions are hidden in my heart.
Miss Mo's closed eyes opened little by little, like two bright windows, and all the light in the world fell on her. On the side of the small courtyard, the windmill rotated, thinning the fleeting time round and round, trickling slowly.
It flows east, where does it flow?
Qingpingzhou?
Or.
Ends of the world?
now.
Wait for him to come.
The sound of the pestle came from the secluded path.
The girl moved her steps and covered the unopened peach blossom buds on the branch with her beautiful shadow. To her, that unopened peach blossom was all her hopes and expectations.
The old woman wearing a gray cloth shirt had a deep look in her eyes and her rickety body stood leaning against the wall.
The hoarse voice was full of majesty: "Don't you always crave power? Why did you leave seclusion early?"